Takai is a triple jumper. He is slender but tall, and his long legs are well-muscled, which can support him in the air "double jump".

"Is that the pretty boy Shibata mentioned?" Takaoi looked at Natsume Naoki, "She does look pretty good, much better than the oily-haired and pink-faced image I imagined."

Kashima Heiji was also looking at Natsume: "It's not good to judge others like this behind their backs."

"You know me well, I was just teasing you, there's no harm in it."

"I understand you but others don't."

"Okay, I won't say it in front of others."

Yingjing spread his hands, indicating that he would not do it next time.

He has a casual and lazy personality, and he tends to speak more directly in front of friends.

"That guy Shibata has misled me. He has reduced this junior to being worthless... What is his name?"

"It seems to be called Natsume, Natsume Naoki." Kashima Heiji thought for a while and replied. He stared at Natsume Naoki's every move and suddenly asked: "Did you see anything?"

"He is a very amateur guy," Takaoi looked at it for a moment and shook his head slightly, "As long as you are good at something, you will always have some small habits after you do it a lot. Take basketball as an example, someone who plays street ball on a cement court

It’s different from the habit of playing games in indoor venues. They will wipe the soles of their shoes with their palms to increase friction, but in the end, their hands will be so dirty that they can’t even see it.”

"But he doesn't show any habit of exercising. I'm afraid he doesn't even know how to warm up."

Kashima Heiji naturally saw Natsume Naoki's amateurism, and with Izumi Mio's careful guidance, he suddenly felt that this scene might be the beginning of some kind of change.

"Let's take a look at his performance first." Kashima Heiji said softly.

Shibata Kai finally couldn't stand it anymore. No matter how much he tried to escape, he couldn't erase the fact that Izumi Mio was teaching Natsume Naoki step by step, so it was better to end it as soon as possible.

"How long do you want to warm up?!" he asked Natsume Naoki loudly.

"As a sports student, don't you know the importance of warming up?"

Before Natsume Naoki could speak, Izumi Mio was already frowning in displeasure.

It is extremely rude to a physical education student to interrupt the instruction rashly, just like if the teacher is in class and someone suddenly breaks in and causes trouble.

Natsume Naoki moved his ankles and felt warm, as if he had just finished a morning run.

So is this the benefit of professional warm-up?

In the past, I pressed my legs randomly, stretched my arms, etc., but the effect was not as obvious as at this moment.

"Izumi-senpai, I think it's almost done."

Natsume Naoki saw more and more people watching. He was not as thick-skinned as Shibata Kai. Although it was really satisfying to make him look foolish in public, Natsume, who was used to being lonely, didn't like the feeling of being in the spotlight.

Especially since they all came to watch the fun.

Izumi Mio nodded when he heard this: "Then let's get started."

"But Minister, you just said that warming up is important..."

Shibata Hai was stunned for a moment. Unsurprisingly, he was double-standardized?

Before Mio could refute him, Tohsaka Megumi had already popped up from behind Izumi Mio and made a face at him: "Is it you or the person who has the final say on how much to warm up? The handsome guy said it's okay.

You still want to press his head and let him continue to warm up? Why are you so lenient?"

Shibata Hai choked, and the words he wanted to curse came to his lips, and he gritted his teeth and swallowed them back.

There was no way, Izumi Mio was glaring at him coldly. If she were not here, she would still be a little arrogant, which Tosaka Megumi could not understand.

The fifty-meter track was in the corridor outside the activity room, so a large group of people came out and blocked both sides of the corridor to watch the excitement. For a while, all the equipment in the gym was actually empty.

Sure enough, eating melons is the second productive force of human beings.

The first is to make it yellow.

"Go on," Shibata Kai rolled his eyes at Naoki Natsume, who was jumping lightly on the starting line, and secretly cursed, "If you lose yourself later, I will make you famous in the whole school tomorrow!"

The classmate in charge of counting the watches stood at the finish line. As soon as Natsume Naoki indicated that it was time to start, he would call ready.

Natsume Naoki recalled the 50-meter running skills she secretly learned every night under the covers with her mobile phone in her bed, and she was already confident.

While thinking about it, he squatted half-crouched on the ground, supporting the ground with both hands, and the details of the squatting start emerged in his mind.

According to Google, the squatting position is generally used for sprinting, which has strong explosive power. It took him two days to memorize this position before he could remember how to place his hands and feet and how to squat.

As a result, just before he was about to signal that he could start, Izumi Mio gently patted his back.

"Natsume-san, do you practice squatting pose often?"

"Eh?"

Natsume Naoki turned around after hearing this, and found that it was very difficult to squat down to look at the senior sister, so he could only stand up again.

"Well... I tried it twice, mainly because I remembered the technique and posture of exerting force."

"Then I suggest you use the standing position."

Izumi Mio said softly: "Although the squatting pose is suitable for sprinting, it is very unstable if you don't practice it regularly. I practiced the squatting pose just in the starting position for three months at that time. If Natsume-san, you don't often use this posture, you still

It’s more stable to use your usual starting motion.”

As he talked later, Izumi Mio actually lowered his eyebrows and fell into murmuring, just like Jia Dao who was obsessed with calligraphy, repeatedly debating which of the two postures was more advantageous for the current gambling situation.

Even if the advantage was only 0.1 seconds, she would spare no effort to help Natsume Naoki correct it.

Natsume Naoki looked at the deep thinking in his senior sister's eyes, and suddenly felt that among girls of the same age, Asai was not the only one who would seriously consider him.

Could it be that the senior sister actually has herself in her heart?

Natsume Naoki suddenly had a bold idea, and he didn't know if it was an illusion.

Senior sister...

Forget it, after all, after joining the sports club, you have enough time to slowly develop a relationship with your senior sister, so it’s better not to rush it.

But sometimes people's movements and thinking don't cooperate with each other. When they are thinking about things, their bodies have already started to move subconsciously.

He felt from the bottom of his heart that the senior sister's frown was not good-looking. The senior sister should be happy every day and sweat vigorously, instead of having her forehead full of wrinkles.

So he stretched out his hand and slowly moved closer to Izumi Mio's eyebrows, actually wanting to help her smooth away the complicated thoughts between her brows and eyes.

Izumi Mio was deep in thought when something suddenly approached, startling her and hiding her face.

When she realized that it was Natsume Naoki's hand that was approaching her, her whole face turned red.

Natsume Naoki was also startled, and immediately took his hand back, his heartbeat pounding deafeningly!

What on earth do you want to do?!

You actually wanted to touch your senior’s forehead just now?!

Pupil earthquake, still two pairs of eyes.

Natsume Naoki and his senior looked at each other, then quickly looked away with tacit understanding.

Natsu, Natsu, Natsume-kun, what did you just do?!

Izumi Mio's heart was about to collapse. She couldn't figure out why Natsume Naoki stretched out his hand in front of her eyes... Could it be that she was just distracted and couldn't wake her up, so she stretched out her hand to shake it?

At this time, Izumi Mio regretted it again. It would have been nice if she hadn't reacted so quickly, as if she disliked Natsume-kun touching her...

"Then...then since you said so, senior, I'll just listen to the professionals."

Natsume Naoki coughed slightly to cover up his embarrassment, returned to the starting line, and assumed a standing starting position.

"Hmm... um! I thought about it for a while, and I think the standing start is more suitable for you now... You have to work hard."

Izumi Mio also answered, but as a boy, Natsume Naoki's voice was a little louder than before, as if to cover up his guilty conscience.

As a female senior, her voice is lower because she speaks the truth. If you speak more truthfully, you don’t need to shout too loudly and it can be conveyed to the other party.

Especially the last sentence, "Come on, come on," is like showing that what she did just now is not annoying. There is a kind of girl who is afraid of making a boy happy, and goes out of her way to prove herself.

The people around them were not blind, and the embarrassment between the two of them was clearly visible to many people.

Shibata Kai's lungs were about to explode, while vice-presidents Kashima Heiji and Takai looked at each other, each with their own thoughts.

"Heiji, do you believe in love at first sight?"

"My girlfriend and I fell in love at first sight, so I believe it."

So Takai looked thoughtfully at Naoki Natsume, who signaled that his classmates were ready, and Minister Izumi, who slowly retreated to a position that would not affect his starting position.
Chapter completed!